Chapter 3:

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You decide to stay put until he woke up. No chance of you sleeping, either. He's snoring too loud. Plus, there was no possible way you could escape - He had his ax, and based on recent discoveries, he has good reflexes, and if you so much as move a muscle, you'd probably die. And you didn't particularly want to die.

A couple of hours later, he woke up. And just stared at you. Unblinking.

"P-please get off me" you say quietly.

He doesn't respond and keeps staring, making you feel majorly uncomfortable.

"Please?" you ask a little louder.

For a moment, he again doesn't respond. Then he lets out a soft chuckle.

"Why would I do that?" he murmured, stroking your hair and making you shiver. "After all, Paps ain't here, and Master's kinda hungry..."

A moment of dread hangs in the air. He's right. Papyrus left for some reason an hour ago, muttering something about training.

Shit.

He moves forward and nuzzles your cheek, taking deep sniffs of your neck. You gently push against him.

"Please n-no!" you whimper.

He doesn't respond and just keeps sniffing and nuzzling. Then you gasp and whimper as his tongue glides over your neck.

All of a sudden, he bites down hard on your shoulder. You scream and struggle as blood pours out of your wound. He licks and sucks at your shoulder. Blood won't stop coming out, as well as your tears and cries of pain. He shoves you down firmly as you shiver and cry for help, struggling against his weight.

"PLEASE GET OFF ME!!" you plead.

Blood rises in your throat and you choke a bit, coughing and spluttering. He stops sucking and looks at you.

"Oh. You're choking" he sighed. He got off of you and pulled you to a standing position. He made you lean forward. "Spit the blood out" he demanded.

You have no choice. If you don't, then you could die. That's the thing ever since you got here. You are so close to death. But something is keeping you alive...

Let's call it...

Determination.

You spit up the blood and it splats to the floor. You're shaking so badly, even Sans is looking at you strangely. He then sighs.

Suddenly, you lash out and kick him in the crotch. He lets go of you and groans, collapsing to the ground and gripping himself. You dart to the door and try the handle.

IT'S OPEN!!

You run outside, gripping your bleeding shoulder. The smell of blood is strong, and you fear that someone will try to grab you. But you keep moving, using your Determination to persevere.

"GET BACK HERE!!!!!!!!" you hear a very loud shout from behind you, sending you bolting toward a store. You don't even look at it before darting inside.

Big mistake.

You bump directly into someone and get burned. You fall to the floor and look up.

A tall, white flame figure in a cloak is staring at you. It seemed he was on fire.

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